Chapter 1096 Do You Want A Divorce


    "So you''ve calmed down and returned to admit your mistakes?" Johanna asked in an usatory


    tone as she held J''s soft hand firmly.


    J didn''t want to make Johanna mad again. Seeing that she was willing to talk to her, she quickly


    said, "I know you''re angry, and I wouldn''t don''t dare make you any angrier. I''ve simplye home


    to take care of you, so could you please stop being mad at me, mom?"


    With a big smile on her face, Johanna wrapped her arms around J and gently patted her on the


    back as though she were still a little child. "Alright, my daughter. Everything is fine."


    After a long while, she unwrapped her arms from around J and took a good look at her. With a


    curious expression on her face, she asked, "So what are you going to do about Brandon?"


    "To be honest, I haven''t decided yet. My mind is a mess," J responded, avoiding her mother''s


    inquiring gaze.


    Johanna stared at her even more intensely and suddenly assumed a more serious tone. "That''s


    alright. Anyway, I''m very disappointed by the way that he deliberately hid his illness from you."


    She took a deep breath and continued, "I just want you to know that I''m ready to support you if you


    ever consider getting a divorce."


    These words appeared to shock J, as her eyes darkened in an instant. "I still have feelings for


    Brandon though..."


    J bit her lip, lowered her eyes and went mute.


    Just then, a voice suddenly came from the direction of the door. "That is no way to handle this!"


    Beal had overheard the conversation that transpired between the two. Upon hearing Johanna


    mention divorce, Beal was shocked and quickly interjected.


    Johanna rolled her eyes at him and said, "You eavesdrop on conversations now? We''re at home,


    not in public, so we deserve some privacy. Why are you sneaking around?"


    "I wanted to leave you two alone, so I waited outside." He walked over and further exined


    himself. "I don''t think it''s right for you to advise J to divorce Brandon in such a hurry." Beal


    disagreed with the whole idea of divorce. "It would be best for them to resolve their issues on their


    own."


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    After a long silence, J fiddled with her clothes and said in a low tone, "I think Dad has a point. I


    will need to think about it."


    Fortunately, Johanna didn''t persist. She, instead, ced her hand on her belly and sighed. "I miss


    your soup, J."


    J cracked a smile. She got the message, and went downstairs to make some soup.


    Now Beal was alone in the room with Johanna, who wore a frown on her face.


    "If you have something to say, just let it out. You''ve been holding back since you came in." With a


    composed look, Johanna sat in the bed and shut her eyes to get some rest.


    Seated on the edge of the bed, Beal asked in a serious tone, "Were you serious about what you just


    mentioned to J? I really don''t think the situation has escted to the point of bringing up


    divorce."


    Beal and Johanna had endured ups and downs. They had been through a lot but still remained


    happily married to each other. The problem J and Brandon were facing paled inparison to


    what her parents had survived.


    Johanna opened her eyes. She was in her fifty''s, but there were no traces of wrinkles in the corners


    of her eyes. With a mischievous look on her face, she said, "You don''t get it, do you?"


    "Could you borate?" Beal frowned.


    "What J wants right now is unconditional support from her parents. She''ll figure things out after


    she takes her time and gives it some thought. You saw it for yourself just now. She clearly doesn''t


    want to divorce Brandon. Even if I''d suggested it to her again, she would''ve refused. Didn''t you see


    how quickly she left when I asked her to make some soup?" Johanna let out a long sigh and


    suddenly burst intoughter. "Those two!"


    Sure enough, she was wise. It suddenly dawned on Beal what her n was, and he couldn''t help


    but apud her. "You''re a genius, honey!"


    Johanna raised one finger and poked Beal''s cheek. "There''s one more thing, nheless. Don''t tell


    Brandon that J''s here."


    "Well that brat texted me today asking if J was home, but I''m yet to reply," Beal whispered in


    her ear.


    He was caught in a dilemma. Brandon was the most powerful man in Barnes and was also an


    excellent son-inw.


    Johanna coldly replied, "You can tell him that J is still mad at us and that we have no idea


    where she is. I don''t want my daughter to get a divorce, but to me, Brandon''s not trying hard


    enough to win her back. If I can''t see his sincerity, I won''t help him. J is my precious daughter,


    and not some ything to be toyed with."


    Beal looked away helplessly, since he couldn''t dare disobey his wife. Johanna loved her daughter


    very much. If Brandon couldn''t win her back and get her forgiveness, the rtionship between him


    and the White family would be strained further.


    Back in the days when J first left, Brandon had


    been working with the Larson Group. Not once did he go back home, and as a result, Sean had to


    work overtime with him.


    Sean suddenly felt like he was reliving the life before his boss met J. At that time, Brandon was


    a total workaholic, and not a day he left work on time!


    The phone on the table rang several times. Rubbing his eyebrows, Brandon picked up. The voice of


    a middle-aged man came through from the other end. "Brandon, just call to let you know that we''ll


    keep our promise and finish dealing with Vivian today."